Luna’s Mating Chaos

Chapter 2

When Alpha Jordan looks into my eyes, he immediately gets to his feet, gathers his belongings, and leaves without a word.

The human race is completely in the dark during all of this. That it didn't go poorly is a relief. At the end of it all, I sigh and turn around to speak to the girl with brown hair and green eyes.

As soon as I am confident that my inner wolf is under control, I turn around and look for her. I look around the shifting crowd and the swaying dance floor lights, but I can't seem to spot her.

As I stand there in a daze, the rest of my troop watches from the shadows to make sure there are no further issues.

I continue to scan the crowd until I catch a glimpse of her, but she disappears just as quickly.

As the room darkens and the music slows, she appears, reminding me of a gorgeous princess from a film I once saw. It's incredible how the moonlight is illuminating her face through the holes in the ceiling.

I continue to stare at her until she finally notices me and turns to meet my gaze. After locking gazes, I experience a sensation over which I have no control. A strong and immediate desire.

I slowly approach her to avoid startling her and wonder whether I can at least ask her name. Maybe then I'll understand why I feel so captivated whenever I'm in her company.

But as soon as I stand next to her, my hands naturally move to hers, and I know I was wrong. As I watch helplessly, you have to wonder why this man has such control over her.

And so, I finally lean in to her ear and whisper, "May I ask for your name and number?"”

As she does, I can't help but wonder what's going on in her mind and why she's looking at my face. A companion approaches from behind and prods her to attract her attention.

The green-eyed girl gives me a friendly grin, but I have to ask her companion what she wants before I get an answer. As I sulk outdoors, I am confronted by Alpha Jordan's unblinking stare.

I turn my attention back to my green-eyed girl and stare into her stunning green eyes while I continue to monitor him. In a loud, sarcastic tone, her buddy remarks, "I didn't know you liked old men."

The young woman with the green eyes murmurs, almost too quietly for me to hear, "She is just jealous for once," before turning back to me and graciously introducing herself as Diva. Give me your phone and I'll punch in my number if you're desperate.

She waits for me to present it to her while staring out into the crowd, and I catch the moment she realizes what's happening.

Her eyes wander around the room and settle on my little gang. I see the joy go from her eyes as she peers through the door at the other pack, and then the fear.

For fear of losing her, I give her my phone and introduce myself as Chaos, adding, "By the way, I am Chaos. It's great to finally meet you!

When she readily agrees and enters her number, I rapidly look her over while she stares at the phone's screen, blissfully unaware of my growing need for her. I look away as she finishes and raises her head, but not before she flashes me a warm smile in return. She looks me straight in the eye and says, "Here, you're good to go. Simply selecting my name now initiates a call to me.

As I look at Diva and grin, I tell myself, "Tomorrow, for sure, I am calling her, and I will have her over for dinner or something."

Disoriented, I look around the room for the rest of my company and signal for them to leave when I find them.

I turn my head back to the rave as they go, wondering what I can do to counteract the peculiar hold she seems to have over me.

When I hear a shout from somewhere in the room, I glance towards Alpha Tom and Beta Dean before quickly taking in my surroundings.

All morning I have been waiting to call Diva, and I was ready to do it when I heard the uproar. When I look over and see Omega Pete and Omega Lora arguing at the far wall, I know immediately where the yelling is coming from.

What gall you have! You should have known how much I wanted that before you tossed it. Does it not matter to you how I feel?Lora turns a tearful gaze on Pete and storms off.

I get out of my chair and walk up to Pete, whispering so that no one but the two of us can hear, "You need to fix whatever is wrong."

After giving Pete a hard look to let him know I mean business for a few seconds, I look away and continue to scan the room for anything else that could go wrong.

I won't return to my corner until I've made sure everything is under control for the time being. As I look at the bottom of it, I had an epiphany.

After acquiring her number the day before, I switched it off. Last night, there was no reason to use the phone, but what if she had tried to get in touch with me? Did she also steal my number when she put hers on my phone?

This attraction is so out of the ordinary that I'm debating whether or not to call her. After all, she is a human, and our species has a long history of conflict with theirs.

I put my feet up on the coffee table in front of my chair and kick up my heels to unwind. After giving the room one more scan, I sigh and put on my glasses. I dial her number as soon as I locate her name.

As I hold the phone to my ear, I detect her light breathing and her pleasant voice before the phone rings twice. “Hi. When I hear, "I thought you would never call me," my heart skips a beat and a smile forms on my face.

After some internal debate, I say in a somewhat strained tone, "I had to take care of some business here first, I am the head of a rather large empire after all." I immediately drop the subject and exclaim, "Get ready." I'll come get you and take you on a tour of my castle. Tell me where you are, and I'll be there in half an hour to pick you up.

I can hear her lungs expanding and contracting, so I wait patiently for her response. When her voice loses its sweetness, I worry that I've said too much and pushed her away.

In the midst of her preparations, she paused and said, "Actually." In fact, I haven't even showered yet. I can get ready in an hour, if that works for you.”

Before hanging up, she gives me her address, and I do nothing except gaze at the wall until the call ends. Since her apartment is just around 15 minutes from me, when the clock strikes 2, I jump to my feet and get my stuff before heading out.

I'm getting into the truck and wondering what's going to happen. Because it's only after she gets a feel for the environment and how the locals respect me that she'll realize I'm more than just another millionaire.

When I get to the designated location, I see that it is deep in the woods and accessible only via a long driveway that winds back for approximately a mile and a half.

When I reach an area free of obstructions, I notice her waiting for me on the porch of a small red brick house.

My gaze immediately descends to the lower half of her body and returns to the top. Carefully assessing her wardrobe for the items I must remove before we may mate.

I park the truck in the driveway and walk to the automobile, where I turn off the engine. I start to speak as I exit the vehicle, but something stops me. I'm quite aware that she might not like me at all if I give off the impression that I'm an arrogant jerk. On the other hand, she could be the kind of girl that enjoys such things.

So, as soon as I approach her, I tell her, "Get in. You look quite alluring, and if I don't control myself, we might not make it back home with you still clothed.

I misunderstood what was going on based on her reaction to what I said. I turn around, and she's taking a few steps back. I burst out laughing and reply playfully, "You do know that I was kidding." This helps me hide my true feelings.

It turns out I'm not the big, terrible wolf. You seem intriguing, and I'd like to spend some time with you.

I put my hand to my neck and scratch the back of it, hoping she'll think it's funny. I notice that I automatically do this if I'm feeling uneasy. My anxiety melts away and she answers, "Yes," with a warm smile on her face. I know. You're just the balding old guy everyone else ignores.